BY RHETORIC

And each one in the air,
the unnamed was given a name,
no choice, no bias,
only sent to kill,
only sent to maim,

through the air,
bending time,
back to the, "again",
and not one of them aware,
soul bare, hands in prayer
faith they shared,
and it was there,
and it was there,

in the bowels of fear,
when it appeared, the hate
was clear, the hate is fear,

through the air
by rhetoric, the sick,
and the anti-semitic,

with hate they stare,
the signs are there,
through lies they scare,
through his lies they dared.